Characters: Rose, Ten
Words: 371
Prompt: Take no Apology
Rose is determined to stay angry with him this time, but Time Lords can be very persuasive, and she's starting to waver...
"Rose?"
"No."
"But-"
"No."
"Can-"
"No."
"I-"
"No."
"Please-"
"No."
The Doctor sighed and rubbed his temples. "Rose, you can't stay mad at me forever, can you?"
"Yes, I can." Rose replied shortly, reaching around him for the strawberry jam.
"Could-"
"No." Rose took her plate of toast and the jar of strawberry jam and stomped from the kitchen. The Doctor heaved another sigh and watched her go before slumping dejectedly in his chair.
"She's never going to forgive me, is she?" He moaned dramatically to the TARDIS, who made a brief noise of sympathy to his plight.
Suddenly the Time Lord had an idea.
"Yes!" he yelled, jumping to his feet. "Brilliant!
The Doctor raced to the console room, whistling cheerfully, and expertly began pressing buttons and pulling levers. The TARDIS gave a lurch as the column began to glow and churn. The Doctor held onto the console for dear life until the TARDIS settled to a stop on the designated planet.
A minute later, Rose came running into the console room, still holding a piece of jelly toast, her right shoelace untied. The Doctor took in her appearance and shook his head decisively. "Nope, you'll overheat in that." he told her.
"Sod off," Rose said breathlessly around a mouthful of toast. "I'll wear what I want, thank you very much, Doctor."
The Doctor raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. "Don't say I didn't tell you so"
Rose ignored him and bent down to tie her shoe before striding for the door. She opened it hesitantly, peeking out, then threw it open and bounded outside. The Doctor grinned at her sudden enthusiasm and hurried after her.
The sun shone in a brilliant blue, cloudless sky. The sand under their feet was clean and white, all the way down to the turquoise green water. Rose was standing a few feet from the TARDIS, gaping at her surroundings. The Doctor paused at her side and held out his hand.
"Shall we?"
"I'm still mad at you," she reminded him, but took his hand and nodded.
"Well then, let's see what we can do about that, hm?" he smiled, squeezing her hand. "Allons-y!"